Zabar felt the object wrap around his ankle and as he looked down, he put two and two together a split second too late as he was ripped off of his feet. He clenched his teeth as braced his leg and fired off a burst kinetic dust from his left gauntlet, pulling against the force of the translucent rope. He could feel the rope tighten around his leg, cutting off the circulation for a moment before loosening and freeing Zabar from the pull across the sands.

He quickly sat himself up and tight grabbed the shimmering end of the glowing line with his hand hand and unwrapped it form his leg as he stood up, pulling the line taught as planted his feet firmly in the sands, just like back in Vacuo.

"I remember you being a lot more talkative!" He called out before activating the dust in his left gauntlet and sending lightning shooting through the line.

[Aura: 68/100][Pulling against the rope: -2%][Lightning dust through grappling hook: 5% per second]

Juno had realized his mistake the minute Zabar grabbed the line. The guy had just used Propulsion and Ice dust, he should have assumed something else would be in those gauntlets. As the electricity ran through his line, Juno braced himself, screaming in pain as it entered his suit and coursed through his body. However, he wasn't the only one in pain. He could hear Phi scream, the sheer pain distracting her from maintaining the construct, and causing it to shatter. It took a moment to process what had happened, realizing that the current must have found its way into her processor. Taking a deep breath, Juno turned his gaze from Phi's crumpled form laying on his shoulder, to Zabar.

67% to 68%. The Vacuan had tied up the match. Phi was slowly recovering. He needed to stall.

"An opponent of your caliber needs few words, Zabar. I haven't had a fight this even since I left home." Juno replied, rolling his shoulder and prompting the shoulder plate to run down his arm, anchoring itself to his forearm, but not unfolding into his shield.

"Well, I'm honored to be a match for you." Zabar said as he bowed his head slightly. As he looked back up toward his opponent, he dropped his right hand down to his side, leaving his palm open and facing behind him with a slight angle. "That grappling hook is a neat trick, I'll need to think about investing in that." He smiled underneath his bandanna as the sands blew against him.

In the next moment, she shot out his left arm again and shot out a short burst of lightning dust. As his opponent was hopefully stunned or distracted for a moment, Zabar let out two bursts of propulsion dust from his right gauntlet, one allowing him to shoot off to the right. As he flew through the sand, he twisted to face away from his opponent before firing off the second burst and an angle to send him spinning toward Juno's left side. As he approached he attempted to both his right hand then left hand backhanded against the boy's chest.

The notification flashed on his HUD as Zabar spoke, a light grin playing at his lips. Juno kept his eye on Zabar's hands, preparing himself to move the second his opponent moved. The second his opponent raised his arm, Juno dove to the side, glancing back to see the sandy ground he had just stood on, sighing in relief at the charred and glassy crater that had been left. His opponent, however, wasn't done. Juno didn't have time to deploy his shield when the first backhand came, forcing him to take the brunt of the attack with his arm. However, the second attack was intercepted by the large wall of titanium, which was swiftly planted into the ground as Juno stepped back, flicking his right wrist twice in quick succession to construct a pair of disks, one atop the other. With a slight run-up, Juno leapt into the air, clearing the shield and throwing the pair of disks downward toward his opponent, before landing on his feet with one hand at his back, facing his opponent.

As Zabar saw Juno leap up into the air and instinctively lifted both of his arms up to protect his head from an attack from above, just barely lifting them in time to meet the pair of disks flung at him. As they bounced off of his gauntlets, he quickly whipped around, swinging his left hand in a horizontal arc, sending lightning sparking along the ground in attempt to either wound his opponent or make them back off. As he regained his composure and saw Juno standing back, hand to his hip.

Zabar paused for a moment to get a bead on the two disks that had bounced away before returning his gaze to Juno. "I'll be honest..." He started as the chambers in his gauntlets shifted to the low canister of ice dust in his left gauntlet and the full canister of lightning dust in his right gauntlet. "Still not entirely sure what that all is. We'll need to talk after the match, but if it's your semblance, it's a pretty versatile semblance." He made sure to keep the disks in his peripherals as he spoke, letting his opponent grow antsy.

In a quick motion, Zabar shot out his right hand, sending out a stream of lightning dust, all the while, quietly activating his semblance with his left hand and collecting a steady stream of sand.

Juno was quick to raise his free hand as he jumped back, avoiding the arc of electricity and gathering the disks one at a time as they flew in separate arcs toward him. They were pretty even at this point, and any one move could determine the flow of the battle. Of course, this would all be so much easier if he had his gun...

Wait. Why was he trying to use the sword again? His previous attempt at close combat resulted in a significant shock

Stealing a glance up at the rooftop that the gun had been frozen to, Juno began to slowly circle around toward his shield, ready to dive once Zabar stopped talking and made any sort of move. By the time the Vacuan's hand shot forward, Juno was till too far from the shield to use it as cover, but he was still close enough to the building to fire a grappling line into the wall, throwing the two disks toward his opponent as a distraction as he reeled his way up and swung over onto the solid roof. His eyes darted around the area before he found the small slab of ice encasing his gun. While the ice was already melting, his gun wasn't entirely free, and he didn't want to risk ripping it out of the ground. Taking a moment to let the grappling dart dissipate, Juno flicked his wrist, constructing a third disk beneath his hand as he looked over the edge of the roof, awaiting his opponent's next move.

Zabar grit his teeth for letting Juno move around closer to the building, and as if that wasn't bad enough, he was back on the roof. He quickly looked at the area around him, noticing Juno had left a crucial mistake before escaping. The Vacuan grinned as he watched the vague shape of Juno launch two glowing objects through the sandstorm around them. He stole a quick glance down toward his left hand before making his move. As he suspected, more than enough sand had been caught up in his semblance.

Zabar kicked his foot off of the sands and launched himself toward the shield, activating his semblance in his right hand as he moved. Just before he reached the shield, he outstretched both of his arms and caught the disks within the semblance, before giving one final push off of the sand and launching himself on top of the shield and then upward again, propelling him onto the same level as Juno.

Just as Zabar came into full view, he let loose his semblance and sent the two disk and the built up sand flying toward Juno, hoping to obscure his vision. As he tucked into a roll to land on the roof, he slammed his right hand into the roof, the sharpened claws digging into the building and causing a small spiderweb of cracks to form in the weak material. Hoping that Juno would be distracted with the discs, he shot out his left arm and shot a stream of ice dust toward his opponent's left arm.

The cloud of sand and dust that had been shot up onto the roof of the building was unexpected. What was even more unexpected was the pair of disks, his disks, that burst through the sand and flew toward his torso. Thinking quickly, Juno attempted to sidestep his projectiles, suppressing the urge to scream in pain as one of them sliced across his torso. However, once they hit solid ground, they returned to his hand, joining the third disk under his right hand. Perplexed, Juno had no ready response as his left forearm and hand were suddenly encased in ice, save for a glare and an annoyed "Really, dude?"

Side-eyeing the gun, Juno quickly swept his right arm in a diagonal arc, throwing the disks in three branching paths, one upward, one to the left, and one dead ahead, with each converging on Zabar. Once the disks had left his hand, Juno smashed the ice against the ground, eyes widening as a series of thin cracks in the roof began to form under the shattered ice. His shooting hand now free, however, Juno dove for the gun, picked it up, and gave the weapon a quick look through, ensuring it was okay before leveling it at Zabar's chest and pulling the trigger

Zabar didn't even get a chance to reply with a snarky remark before having to quickly bring his arms together in a tee shaped cross, with his left arm in front and pointing to the right and his right hand in the back pointing up. He activated his semblance again just in time to catch the two disks coming from above and to his right just as the third disk slammed into his gauntlet before bouncing off. He flinched slightly before standing up and immediately getting shot in the chest three times.

Zabar stumbled back with a muffle "Sonavabitch..." before refocusing on Juno. He pointed both of his hands toward his opponent, coating the disks with ice and lightning dust as he did so, and loosed his semblance, sending the two disks flying back toward Juno. 'He won't fall for that trick twice.' The Vacuan thought as he cycled both chambers to kinetic dust and pointed them down toward the roof.

Two quick bursts launched him high into the air while his opponent was hopefully distracted. At the peak of his launch, Zabar cycled both gauntlets to full canisters of fire dust. As Zabar began to fall he put his arms together and prepared to slam down into the roof directly in front of Juno and as he approached, he let loose a plume of flames from both gauntlets.

It was a quick and decisive movement. Zabar slammed both gauntlets down into the roof and in an instant, spiderwebbing cracks spread through the whole of the roof before the entire platform caved in, sending both Zabar and Juno down into the second floor of the building.

Zabar landed on all fours, just for a moment, before lifting himself up and quickly kicking himself backward, out of the way of any surprise attack Juno might try, before recomposing himself and preparing for a counter attack.

[Aura: 54/100][Disks: 5% each + Freeze over OR Short circuit/+2%][Flames:3%]

Juno straightened up after he saw his shots hit deep, raising an arm to catch the disk that had bounced off of his opponent. His eyes widened as he looked over the Vacuan, his other two disks floating beneath the boy's gauntlets. So *that's* how Zabar had turned the disks against him. Some sort of reflection semblance, perhaps? Yet, they still functioned as his disks, as evidenced by them returning to his hand. He could shatter them, and that was probably ideal. There wasn't anything in his arsenal that Zabar didn't seem to have a hard counter for, anyway.

As the disks flew toward him, Juno ducked beneath them, clambering back to his feet before shattering all three. He'd have to hold off on the hardlight for now. However, when he returned his attention to his opponent, all he saw was a pair of small craters in the roof, only to suddenly feel an intense burning as Zabar rocketed into the roof, hands wreathed in flames as the building caved.

Juno landed gracelessly and painfully on his back, his armor giving off steam as he stood up, rifle in hand. Taking a moment to glance out the window, Juno raised the rifle toward Zabar, firing a burst aimed at his leg, with another aimed for his chest quickly following, before he jumped out of the window, rolling into a sprint for his shield.

Zabar activated his semblance as he saw Juno raise his rifle, quickly falling into a crouch as he did so. The rounds lodged themselves within the semblance and before Juno could get a chance to properly aim, Juno had already fled.

A heavy sigh cued his semblance deactivating and the rounds fizzling out harmlessly, no need to waste the energy he thought. He slowly stood up from the rubble and remains of the roof, taking in a deep breath through his bandanna as he raised up. As he stood, taking a moment to catch his breath, Zabar activated his semblance in his left hand and began to feed it flames. As the flames grew into a ball of fire, he slowly made his way to the window Juno had bolted out of. He quickly peeked outside just in time to watch Juno reach his shield.

Zabar let out another, quieter, sigh as he could feel the semblance weighing down his arm. 'Alright...' He thought, looking down at the now sizable ball of flames. 'Time ta kick back inta action.' A quiet raise of the Vacuan's arm out of the window and the ceasing of a semblance was all it took to send a large ball of flames hurling toward Juno.

The boy clenched down on his teeth as he jumped from the window after the ball, landing softly enough on the sands below. His semblance was taking its toll and he could feel it, but there wasn't any more time to hesitate. As soon as his feet touched the sand, he took off, sprinting toward Juno and trailing behind the fireball. As the fireball was about to reach Juno, Zabar cycled his left gauntlet to kinetic dust just in time to fire of a burst of dust to send him sliding across the sands to Juno's right, making sure to put just enough distance between himself and his opponent as he did so, while shooting out his right hand and letting loose another plume of flames.

As Juno darted toward the shield, he could feel an unnatural heat against his back. He didn't look behind him, though, focusing himself on ducking behind the shield. An explosion of heat and flames flowed around the shield, licking at his body and further heating up his armor. As he waited out the burst of flames, he didn't anticipate his opponent sliding to the side of his shield, diving to the side as the flames struck his legs. He was falling behind.

Juno was quick to construct and fire a grappling line at his shield once he got to his feet, forcing it out of the ground and linking it back toward his arm, glaring at Zabar as the shield folded back into his shoulder plate. Shattering the dart, Juno opened fire on his prone opponent, pulling the trigger three times as he slowly toward his opponent. He didn't care how many shots hit, he just needed to keep his opponent at bay.

Zabar felt the wave of heat rush over him as the fireball exploded onto Juno's shield, sending the flames shooting in every direction. He grit his teeth as he felt his aura sink from the splash of the flames, only the clench down harder as a burst of energy rounds slammed into him. He didn't have anytime to think before throwing out his right hand and activating his semblance while placing his left hand flat against the sands. As other misfired rounds zipped past him, he only caught three more rounds in his semblance and quickly sent them back to the sender in a shotgun like burst, it probably wouldn't hit him too hard but it would get him the slightest bit distracted, and that was all he needed, but...

That was it, he had maybe one more use of his semblance but no more than that, he could feel it in his aura. But that didn't matter now. 'No more foolin' around!' The single thought passed through his mind and as soon as the rounds were sent flying back to Juno, his right gauntlet cycled to lightning dust and sent a stream of lightning chasing after the rounds, directly toward Juno. As the stream began to leave his hand, he let out one last burst of kinetic dust, launching him up off of the ground and into the air before coming back down and closing the distance between him and his opponent. As he began to fall back toward the ground, his left gauntlet cycled to the remaining lightning dust and shot out his other hand, letting loose a second stream of lightning, making sure to keep a constant bead on where Juno was and all the while getting closer and closer.

An exasperated sigh escaped the Atlesian's lips as Zabar caught several of the rounds. Of course he could catch the rounds. Scowling as the heated rounds floated beneath his opponent's hand, Juno let the plate slide down his arm unfold onto his wrist to make his shield. As the rounds flew, Juno planted the shield into the ground, giving a satisfied smirk as they collided with the massive plate of titanium. Juno, however, hadn't anticipated the stream of lightning that struck the shield, coursing through his body, causing him to scream in pain. With what little strength he could muster, Juno ripped his arm from the shield, stumbling back into the sand in a daze. His suit was barely functioning, hardlight systems were shot, and Phi was offline. A glance at the scoreboard showed that he was still in the game, albeit barely. 25% to 33%. This wasn't going to be easy.

Scrambling to his feet. Juno found his gun lying about three feet away from him, but out of cover from his shield. So Juno stepped back, raising his arms, readying himself for his opponent to leap out from behind the shield.

As Juno ducked behind his shield, Zabar ceased the flow of dust from his gauntlets. As he continued to slowly approach the shield, however, he activated his semblance on his right hand and began to feed the last of the lightning dust. 'One. Last. Use.' He thought as the ball of lightning began to grow under his palm.

He stood in front of the shield for a moment, just a moment, before pulling his right arm back and quickly moving past the shield, to the right. As soon as he rounded the corner of the shield, however, his opponent leapt toward him, tackling him to the ground and landing a straight punch to his jaw. Zabar let out a grunt as his head was knocked back onto the sand but forced himself to focus on the object at hand as he pulled back his arm again and slammed it into Juno's chest, driving the ball of lightning directly into his opponent. As the ball of lightning hit Juno, his opponent reached out one single hand toward Zabar's face in an attempt to get one last hit in, only to stop short as the buzzer rang out and signaled the end of the match.

As the last of the lightning disappated from Juno, the boy fell to the side, off of Zabar and onto the ground beside him while Zabar laid his head back down onto the sand as the sandstorm died around them. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the final score, 23 to 10. He let out a long sigh as he closed his eyes and finally relaxed his arms.